Michael Calkins(aka)LonelySoul's Blog – May 2010 Archive (1)
deer tears
This morning awoke with a hush in the air,
Carnage before me and chilled standing hair,
Atop this gnarled hill,in the silence I stand,
Machines had come with a mechanical hand,
Gripping and Gnawing,Ripping and Sawing,
Tore up the ground Scraping and Pawing,
Emptyness had come the progress of mans hand,
A Great destruction no tree could withstand,
Hundreds of trees,now nothing but stumps,
I fell to my knees,my heart in the dumps,
As far as you could…
Added by Michael Calkins(aka)LonelySoul on May 19, 2010 at 12:50pm — No Comments
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